Losing his job had never been in his plans, even if Affogato always tried to do everything in his hand to make sure his plans were followed. He had begged pathetically to his boss, he had offered OTHER ways to persuade him... all of it, just to end up doing a handjob and being thrown to the street anyway! How dared he, make him lose his precious time!

So, now jobless, Affogato had to go through more... drastic measures, to make sure that his pampered lifestyle still was kept. The idea of having to count dollar for dollar made him want to throw up whatever fancy thing he had eaten that morning. Plus, he had an image to maintain. What if one of his old coworkers found him in the discount section of the grocery store? It would be his end, his end I tell you!

So, with a body as perfect as it could be, and a face as attractive as his, and without having a single wrinkle in sight... he knew that there was one easy answer; becoming a sugar baby.

What was having to deal with some weird men, when he could still be pampered and adored by just existing? Affogato had been doing that all his life. Now, even if he had to go on dates with old men who smelled like medicine and expensive cologne, he could keep his image as high as it had always been!

How hard could it be?